Poem: Kate’s Dresses.
eyes draw to the fore
periodicity
cool hands smooth fine lines
fascinators intrigue fey minds
depths of wonder enrobed in blue
a prince’s hand, leading thrones, guiding youth
a moment’s calm carries generations to life
portation of will, ignite the first time
we see in a dress
all we could be
yet we stand
likewise
eyes held captive
high fashion
European class to old provinces
a duchy not there intrigues
The regal visit of the Willskate continues. And a monarchy and its media drool.
Meanwhile, Afghanistan wonders if it's going to be okay now that the Canadians are leaving.
But at least we have the Willskate.
"Kate’s Dresses", dated 2 July 2011.
I've written a number of pieces recently. Stay tuned, if interested.
periodicity
cool hands smooth fine lines
fascinators intrigue fey minds
depths of wonder enrobed in blue
a prince’s hand, leading thrones, guiding youth
a moment’s calm carries generations to life
portation of will, ignite the first time
we see in a dress
all we could be
yet we stand
likewise
eyes held captive
high fashion
European class to old provinces
a duchy not there intrigues
The regal visit of the Willskate continues. And a monarchy and its media drool.
Meanwhile, Afghanistan wonders if it's going to be okay now that the Canadians are leaving.
But at least we have the Willskate.
"Kate’s Dresses", dated 2 July 2011.
I've written a number of pieces recently. Stay tuned, if interested.